I spent my day scraping and painting my grandfather's house. I woke up around 9:30 and was there at 11. James and Papa were the only ones there. I picked up a brush and started at it. Justin arrived about 15-20 minutes later. We scraped, painted, and talked for about an hour. Then, James decided we needed more paint, so Justin and I drove to Wal-Mart. We bought four gallons ($12.94 each). James asked us to pick him up a chicken platter with cole slaw and mashed potatoes with gravy. So, we headed to KFC for that. Then, back in Norwood, Justin stopped by Subway to get something for himself. Finally, we went to Bojangles to get a sausage and egg biscuit for Grampa. I just got a sausage biscuit and orange juice. By now you're probably wondering why I write down all this detailed information. I don't know. I've always done that. I love to look back on old writings and read little, insignificant things such as those. So, anyway, we all went in for about twenty minutes to eat and then got right back to work. I was high on a ladder for the majority of the afternoon. Justin and I talked all the while, reminiscing about when we were younger. That house really needed painting. The last time it was done was back in 1988. Grampa tackled it during his six-month retirement. The hardest thing about doing it this time was the scrubbing and scraping before we could start painting. It wasn't that bad, though. Papa gave Nathan, Justin, and I some money but I sincerely didn't want to take it. I tried to get him to take it back, but you know how grandparents are. We're going to meet back over there again tomorrow at 9 of the clock.